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Thanks for sharing my Pop’s story, Mr. Lofthouse. Thanks, too, for your service. I look forward to exploring your blog.
Semper Fi, Jennie
You’re welcome. I had three uncles who served in World War II. One was in the U.S. Army and served in India and Burma (he lived into his mid 90s). The other two uncles served in the Pacific in the U.S. Navy. One was on the USS Hornet CV8, the aircraft carrier that launched the Doolittle Raid on Tokyo; fought off Midway, and was sunk in the Battle of the Santa Cruz Islands.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_Hornet_(CV-8)
My youngest uncle, Robert who still lives, was involved with radar and served in submarines in the Pacific. He joined at 17 in the early years of the war and stayed in the Navy for 33 years to retire as a lieutenant commander (up through the ranks).
Two were my mother’s brothers and one, on the Hornet, was James, my father’s brother. James was on the Hornet when it was sunk and a destroyer fished him and hundreds of others out of the water.